User blog comment:Llamao/Embrace of the Viper/@comment-3474228-20110623174218

Lance snaps his prized lance in half, the news infuriating. Then, realization hits him. "Wait...Sanders knows our location! 'E'll tell the cat! We must leave 'ere."

Sanders approaches Garond, who is sharpening his claws. "L-Lord, I can tell yew where the other hares are..." Suddenly, Sanders finds himself in the hard grasp of Garond.

"Why didn't ye tell me before, fool!" Sanders gasps for air, and the wildcat puts him down. "I-I just realized, we kin attack them now since we know their location!" Garond rolls his eyes. "Oh, ye jus' thought o' that, ye idiot! Now we must figure out a way to leave without being spotted by those stupid rats... We'll go out the back entrance. Ready twoscore soldiers, we leave in the high of the night."